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. . 2 Nickname for Alexander . But the girl's all right, and she won't even have

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noticeable scars. "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. . The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. . His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. .

The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily

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. Doc and the girl - get into it. Gather them together and give them love. . " . Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. "The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. . "The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition.

The old woman, flattened by the devastating blow to her legs, emitted a piercing scream and crawled toward her granddaughter, leaving a bloody trail in her wake. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. They sewed her up, all right, but what kind of plastic surgery can you do in a cellar by candlelight? So now she can't have children. An OZM fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions. Following on the heels of the standard expressions of consolation that she had come to despise, this unexpected dressing down affected the nurse in an equally unexpected way. . . "Shit, those combat engineers are walking one very fine line! After all,

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who hasn't planted mines out there - the Chechens, our guys - yet there are no sketches or maps! The Devil himself couldn't figure things out!" .

No, wait,

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she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. Her husband found out and left her. "It's okay.

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jose san "Don't know, Vovka.

Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. 4 Nickname for Vladimir . " . Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across

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the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. "Fuck the old

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hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. But Vovka, nicknamed "Daddy-Well-Done", was running his own race, knowing that his five-year-old sweetheart Natashka and one-week-old twins - who had not yet even seen their father - were

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waiting for him at home, far away. " With that, she

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firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. .

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While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. . . Next to those

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vehicles stood "Chopin" - the OMON commander - and the doctor from the commandant's office, whom everyone respectfully called "Doc" to his face but "Aibolit" behind his back. The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know. Something for temporary gratification. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative

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whom she had known for a thousand years. The commander's long, sensitive fingers, which he held on the forward stock of his automatic rifle as if it were the neck of a guitar,

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the source of his personal callsign, which had long since become his second name.

He then loosened the soil around an unknown object and, inserting his fingers beneath it, smoothly extracted a brown, ebonite-like cylinder from the ground. He fixed his eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it. . And don't be such a bonehead!" . "It's okay. "Shit, those combat engineers are walking one very fine line! After all, who hasn't planted mines out there - the Chechens, our guys - yet there are no sketches or maps! The Devil himself couldn't figure things out!" .

. . "Ask them where the little

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girl's parents are. He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees. Chopin nodded silently. While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman.

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Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch.

. " . "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . Chopin suddenly grew angry. Put the old woman on top of the BTR. But Vovka, nicknamed "Daddy-Well-Done", was running his own race, knowing that his five-year-old sweetheart Natashka and one-week-old twins - who had not yet even seen their father - were waiting for him at home, far away. Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. And a few in the legs too.

But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. The commander's long, sensitive fingers, which he held on the forward stock of his automatic rifle as if it were the neck of a guitar, left no doubt about the source of his personal callsign, which had long since become his second name. " . 2 Nickname for Alexander . "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. . Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. Upon returning to the commandant's office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding guard posts. Cut her stomach all apart.

"In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. " But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . Her husband found out and left her. . . .

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" . . . 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces .

Her husband found out and left her. . Chopin suddenly grew angry. Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. .

. . 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . . The driver, who had been squatting by one of the wheels, darted headlong into the cab of the idling Ural while

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two OMON troopers, having thrown open the vehicle's rear

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gate earlier, jumped aboard and prepared to receive the old woman. Chopin nodded silently. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. As if to answer him, mortars began to thump somewhere beyond Grozniy's air-port, filling the air with their deadly rustle and nauseating, heart-rending wail. . " . No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" .

"She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest.

" . "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. . The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife,

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removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side.

But Vovka, nicknamed "Daddy-Well-Done", was running his own race, knowing that his five-year-old sweetheart Natashka and one-week-old twins - who had not yet even seen their father - were waiting for him at home, far away.

"Apparently no surprises this time. .

She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. "The grandmother didn't make it. " . Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood

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there briefly. Just mark them with flags so we don't

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trip them on the way out.

. ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . The weak-sighted old woman bent over sideways, trying to make out what her granddaughter had seen, and at just that moment heard someone shouting from the guard posts outside the commandant's office, nearly unseen behind mounds of trash. Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too.

" She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. . "Ask them where the little girl's parents are. .

"She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant. . 7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel

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carrier . "In

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January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. Aibolit went into the corridor,

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smiled knowingly, and squinted approvingly at the two, as if to say, "What a great guy the commander is - he certainly knows our personnel. The OMON troops, having taken cover behind the armor of the BTR and using their field glasses to observe first the "green area" and then the wounded, were quietly discussing the event: . . The other picked up the girl. .

2 Nickname for Alexander . The other picked up the girl. The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. " .

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A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. Once inside, he covered the seat with field jackets, placed the little girl on them, and dropped to his knees, intently observing his young patient and keeping his fingers on the pulse of her small, thin hand. The other picked up the girl. " . "Still, you gotta try to rescue them. Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. Chopin suddenly grew angry. Cut her stomach all apart. . Dropping to one knee behind various forms of cover and shouldering their automatic weapons, they kept a tense lookout over the nearby "green area" and covered the two men who went further.

"Hang on, Little One, hang on! Don't be afraid! I'm your uncle - and a good one! In just a minute our Doctor Aibolit will check you over and give you some candy. .

. "The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they

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too. A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly.
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